The Forest
April 12, 2006 by rockwatching
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The forest is very much a part of my life. We in Ontario inhabit but a tiny slice of land along the edges of the great lakes. Everything north of this precarious agglomeration is trees, water and rock. During the fall the foliage is especially picturesque.
This is my favorite time for exploring as the bugs are gone. Blackflies and mosquitoes are terrible in the early summer. As a treeplanter in my early twenties they made life a living hell. Blackflies are attracted by blues and blacks and crawl under cuffs and through loose weaves. I remember one day wearing a woolen sweater and by the evening I had begun to itch. I lifted up my sweater and there was a slush of blood and blackflies above my belt. I had unknowingly been bitten over 200 times and became seriously ill from it.
This particular picture above was taken during the hike up to the Richardson Mine. It is a good place to collect fluorite and also to explore the old workings. You hike up an old cart track and crossing around the edge of a beaver pond you will find the mine workings on a hillside to your left.
